warnings/notes: Tumblr decided to post this incomplete so I had to finagle it lmfao kudos to Google lens for copying the majority of this and saving me some grief. n don worry ur secrets w me nonny! 🥰 N E WAYZ 🥵 NSFW, I'm gonna say y'all are married here, Daddy kink, chubby gn reader, stretchmarks, squirting+overstim, standing full nelson, breeding kink if u squint, reader can get pregnant, Kats is so mean to you ab your insecurities (in a good way i promise) so degradation, dirty talk, teensy bit of thigh worship(partly me indulging myself bc i have thicc ones), some orgasm denial, praise kink with a little bit of humiliation kink if u squint, biting? soft nibbling more like, n mirror sex. Told in his POV kinda bc who doesn't love a King who's head over heels for his s/o--it gets wonky at some point im sorry 😭
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You were doing it again. Prodding at the dips of your stretch marks morosely. And quite frankly it was pissing him off. He knew that look from ten miles away. He knew what your deep sigh meant, and he'd be damned if you do it again. Having enough of glaring daggers your way because you stubbornly kept your current mindset-one insecurity after the other-he resorted to picking you up, princess style.
"Kats!" you gasp, your rambling about how heavy you were going in one ear and out the other as he carried you straight to the bedroom with one thing on his mind; dealing with your insecurities the best way he knows how, by fucking them out of you.
"I'm a Pro, sweetheart. Carrying ten of ya is an everyday thing for me, so nice try, dumbass." he throws you onto the comforters, making you squeal in surprise.
You huff and squint at him as you sit upright, glaring your cute little glare as he readies the mirror. "What are you doing?" you finally ask, offended he brought you into its reflection to the point of near tears. "I'm huge," you start as he makes the strides towards you, "I'm ugly, I don't wanna see m'smff--" cutting you off by firmly planting his palm under your chin and squishing your pretty cheeks. Your pretty hues go wide, your pupils dilating at his stern look, a flush painting your features.
You were gonna get punished.
"We'll see how long you keep this up. Stop being a fuckin' brat." he gives you a meaningful squeeze before releasing you. "Now strip." he commands, and you shake your head before opening your mouth to speak.
"Strip, or that's another one to the dumpster." he seethes, eyeing what you wore as he settled beside you. You wisely clamp your mouth shut, immediately springing into action, knowing his habit of ripping your favorite clothes to shreds. While the money he makes can fill your closet with new ones, you preferred the ones you've worn down. "Not so hard, now, is it, sweetheart?" he rasps warmly, a stark contrast to his earlier demeanor. "Now, c'mere." he coos, beckoning you over when you've removed the last article of clothing, and you disobediently stay where you are. "Don't make Daddy say it twice, toots." he warns you, making your breath hitch as you squirm in place.
Katsuki is a patient man for his spouse. After several moments you eventually begin to cave, and you inch towards him. He pats his lap, watching you fiddle with your fingers apprehensively. "What did I say?" a growl escapes him, and you begin to stutter, your beautiful face much more lurid in hue; of embarrassment, shame, and arousal.
"Y-Yes, Daddy..." a meek affirmation escapes you as you turn around and hesitantly take your seat, gasping as he all but grabs them plump, pretty hips, and pulls them down onto his lap.
He purrs in satisfaction, his large hands engulfing your plush thighs. "There we go. Atta sweetheart." he praises, groping and massaging them. "I wouldn't've married ya if I didn't like everything you had to offer." he starts. "You know me, sweetheart, yeah?" giving them a particularly firm squeeze. "Yeah?" he repeats firmly when you hesitate, his voice making you nod.
"The juicier, the better." he says, pressing them together. "Press these babies t'gether after a li'l TLC, makes a mighty fine cocksleeve. Nice and slippery, drives me up the wall every damn time, never fuckin' fails." he rasps in your ear, making you squirm. "And here?" he lifts one of his hands to grope your stomach, making you jolt. "Here, I stake my fuckin' claim." "Kats--" "Would prefer t'do it inside, turn you into my pretty li'l cumdump, keep you stuffed full of my kids." he interrupts you, thumbing up your inner thigh, stopping just short of your sex.
He revels in your whimper, in the flush that grew to the tips of your ears and down your neck, creeping towards your shoulders. "Can turn 'em info earmuffs, too." he squeezes your thigh, the hand on your stomach traveling up to fondle your chest.
"These here are just the cherry on top, sweetheart." he says, flicking one of your nipples, making you gasp. He scoots back, holding onto you to keep you in his lap. "See that mirror? I'll have ya yellin' how pretty you are by the end of this, and that's a fuckin' promise. Daddy doesn't go back on his promises." he tells you as he manhandles you into a more comfortable position with ease, paying special attention to groping at your tummy and thighs-the areas you were most insecure about.
He'd have those thoughts long gone before he's done with you, your pretty little head filled only with him.
He takes your hands, first guiding them to your plump pretty rolls. "Remember what I tell ya?" he asks, as he guides your hands lovingly across your body. Incoherent sounds escape you, and he hums encouragingly. "Little louder, toots." he tells you. You're silent for several moments, shyly speaking up.
"...like cinnamon rolls..." your voice comes out small as you lift your gaze to yours and his reflection in the mirror, cheeks painted the prettiest color. "Mmhm, and?" he rasps coaxingly in your ear.
"Y'could...gobble 'em up..." you go redder as his crimson eyes meet yours in the reflection, your own hues darting downward. "Damn right." he chuckles, giving a playful nibble to your neck, eliciting a soft gasp and shudder from you. "Can't convince me that's not what those bastards are fantasizin' when they stare at'cha a little bit too fuckin' long. Really pisses me off." he growls, "I like watchin' 'em bounce, too. They're for my eyes, only, yeah?" he tells you.
It was true. The hungry gazes you'd get from thirsty passerby was far from being a rarity or occasional, not that you didn't like it though. Your guard dog of a husband's protectiveness always did set a fire in your belly.
"And these?" he inquires, his large hands moving to your thighs, guiding them apart-but you stubbornly keep quiet. He bends, chuckling darkly. "Take your time, baby." he tells you, mouthing at your neck, his crimson hues dark and knowing. You try to avert your gaze, but one of his big calloused hands grips your chin, making you look back at the reflection, his other toying with your pulsing sex.
You wouldn't be able to keep it up much longer.
"Earmuffs..." you mumble shyly, trying to remember through the haze. "Th'juicier--th'better--" you gasp, unable to keep from squirming anymore as his finger teases your entrance. "Mhmm, and?" he encourages you, his voice husky in your ear.
"Ahh--oohh, Daddy, m'sorry--" you barely contain your moans, wriggling your hips a little, wanting nothing more than those thick fingers to fill you up.
“Don't be.” he tells you, his voice clear through the pulsing heat, “Don't be, baby.” he soothes. “From the crown of your head, down to your pretty little toes. Every fuckin’ inch, gorgeous.” he tells you, inserting one finger.
“Ya like t’keep spoutin’ nonsense, about perfection, about who's deservin’ of what.” in goes another as he continues-really, he’s too perfect for you-curling his fingers only just a tad, not quite enough to quell the fire.
“This whole damn planet don't deserve you.” he moves his hand, fingers pulling out in a slow drag, curled up against your spongy spots, “You know damn well y'can't convince me otherwise, sweets.” he whispers in your ear. You moan at the sudden onslaught; large calloused fingers pumping in and out of your heat at a dizzying pace, his palm rubbing against your sex deliciously.
You find rhythm with him, bringing your hips up for more, wantonly humping his hand. It's not long before your husband's skillful fingers are coated with your slick, and your teetering on the brink of orgasm.
He knew exactly how to drive you crazy. His voice in your ear, the strong grip he had on your chin. His skillful fingers bringing you up, and up, and up-only to suddenly stop.
You whine and squirm, reaching down to get that high, only for your hands to be swat away, his large palm covering your pulsing heat. "What'd I say, baby?" he pants in your ear, voice husky. He was clearly enjoying this. You could feel his hard cock straining against his sweatpants, pressing up against the meat of your ass.
And if you were going to be honest, you were enjoying this, too.
"Daaaddddyyy~" you whine, high pitched and desperate, closing your legs. "Nuh-uh." he grunts, pulling one of your legs in the hook of his elbow. "What'd I say, toots?" he asks again.
"I'm big, an' ug-ghoooh!~" you try, with a hint of squirmy sass, quickly cut off by his fingers plunging into your needy heat again. "Nope. Wrong answer." he growls.
You keen his name, legs trembling as he ravages your spongy bits, knuckle deep. He slows to a drag just as you're about to reach your high. "Last time, what'd I say...?" he rasps in your ear. You squirm and hump his hand as best you can, face hot and head fogging over, frustrated tears starting to prick your eyes.
Adamantly, you try to shake your head with him holding your chin, squeezing your eyes shut so you wouldn't have to look at yourself in the mirror anymore.
Because he's convinced you, like all other times. You're perfect. At this point, you were only being stubborn, but you refused to admit it easily.
The moment his fingers leave your heat, though; all that crumbles. "Nooo!~" you release a high pitched whine. It crashes and burns, your sweet, sweet release seeming even further away.
" 'm pretty! 'm hot! 'm sexy, I--" your voice cuts off as he eases his thick fingers back in, where you needed them most. "What else, toots?" he asks, voice husky. "Got sexy curves!~ Thick n' warm n' jiggly!~ Oohh, yes, Daddy please, right there!~" you keen as his skillful fingers pick up the pace, scissoring you open. "Keep going." he commands you.
" 'm thighs!~ Stretchmarks, too, they--they look, oh fuck, Daddy, Daddy, 'm coming!~" you squirt all over his palm, shaking your hips against his hand as best you could, riding your high.
You go completely limp against him, panting harshly. Slowly, sensually, you feel that same hand travel around the curve of your ass and up your thigh.
When you feel him reach behind you, between your bodies, and pull down his sweats, you can't help the pleasant shudder that escapes you.
"Daddy, 'm legs're jelly, I can't--" you try weakly, but he shushes you. "There's positions for that, sweetheart." he pants softly in your ear as he manhandles you into position to take his throbbing, red-hot cock.
Your toes curl in delight at the stretch, his cock all but filling you up. He pulls you into a full nelson, "Daaadddyyyyyy!~" you squeal in surprise when he stands, impaling you just right, making your hole gush.
"Didn't tell ya t'stop, did I?" his hisses hotly in your ear. "Nhooh~" you moan. "Touch yourself." he commands, and this time, he doesn't have to tell you twice; you snake your hand in front of you and start stroking. "Wanna hear your pretty voice, c'mon." he grunts, his strong arms keeping you fully secure as he proceeds to use you like a pocket pussy.
"Dad~dy~ I'm!~"
You sing hot praise to yourself in the mirror, getting lost in your own little world as your husband bounces you on his fat cock, encouraged by his lewd praises. This goes on until you're fucked stupid-until he's made you cum at least twice all over the mirror.
Only then would he have mercy, cleaning you up and tucking you in.
The next time you'd wake up, he'd already have your favorites prepared. Really, he's such the perfect husband for you. <3
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LITG S5 — Volume II E03 Script
If there are any glaring mistakes please let me know*
!Spoilers Ahead!
*I know the Dana & Kat changing scene is wonky but it wasn't worth the effort to make it flow well for a scene that's only there to encourage you to spend gems on outfits.
Ex in the Rear View
Something stands in the way of a budding new romance.
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NARRATOR: Something is brewing. Is it coffee? Is it one of Finn’s craft IPAs? Nope, it’s drama with a capital D.
NARRATOR: Kat’s storming towards [MC]. This can only mean one thing!
NARRATOR: A handshake and a mutual appreciation of opposing opinions.
You and Alfie are on the bean bags as Kat storms across the garden towards you!
KAT: I need a chat with you, now!
You try to leave, to give Alfie and Kat their space.
KAT: With both of you!
You freeze.
ALFIE: You don't need to get [MC] involved.
KAT: From my view, she looked VERY involved with you, babe.
MC: Oh so you're spying on me now?
KAT: The whole villa just saw you two.
ALFIE: It wasn't a big deal. It was just some cheeky flirting.
KAT: Wise up, hun. She's after you.
MC: Excuse me?!
KAT: Cracking on with someone else's guy?
KAT: Whatever happened to girl-code?
CHOICE
①. I’ll flirt with who I want
②. Sorry, you're right
③. I can flash some claws of my own, Kat
①.
MC: If I want to flirt with Alfie, I will.
You seductively place your hand on Alfie’s arm
MC: Alfie doesn’t seem to mind.
MC: Do you, Alife?
KAT: You’re messing with his head.
MC: Chill, Kat. Maybe it’s just flirting.
②.
MC: You're right. I'm sorry.
MC: You and Alfie are in a couple, and I should have respected that.
MC: I get that what we did could have seemed over the line from your point of view.
③.
MC: If you want to go there, Kat, I’ll go there.
MC: And you don't give a crap about girl-code.
MC: You're acting all aggy about me having a chat with Alfie.
MC: But everyone knows you'd bin him, as soon as, for a bit of Finn.
—
KAT: You're a sneak!
MC: Are you serious?
MC: In the couples quiz, you said we all need to get to know each other!
{If kissed Alfie E02}
KAT: That doesn't mean kissing him for everyone to see!
{If smiled at Alfie E02}
KAT: That doesn't mean flirting with him for everyone to see!
{If hugged Alfie E02}
KAT: That doesn't mean hugging him for everyone to see!
Alfie slides between you and Kat.
ALFIE: It's calm, it's calm.
ALFIE: Kat, I owe you an explanation. Can we have a chat?
KAT: To be continued then.
ALFIE: Come on, Kat. Let's have a private chat. We'll sort this between us.
Kat reluctantly allows Alfie to escort her to the swing. You exhale. Dana hurries over to you.
DANA: Oh my days of the week! That chat was A LOT.
DANA: Do you think Kat will let it go now she's said her piece?
CHOICE
①. Yeah, it’ll be chill
②. I’m worried she won’t
③. No, but bring it on
①.
MC: I think it’ll blow over.
MC: She’s let it out. I bet she calms down now.
②.
MC: I doubt she’ll drop it, but I wish she would!
MC: Not everyone wants a lot of drama.
③.
MC: No way is she over this. But, bring it on, Kat!
MC: If she’s out to cause drama, I won’t back down.
—
DANA: She was the one out of line.
{If flirt who I want}
MC: Exactly! I’m entitled to flirt.
{If said sorry}
MC: Even so, I apologised. That’s all I can do.
{If flash claws}
MC: Exactly! And I don’t put up with that.
You see Kat glaring at you from across the garden.
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The afternoon sun is hot and heavy. You're on the day beds with Eddie and Finn.
EDDIE: That confrontation with you and Kat was intense!
FINN: Kat was breathing fire, so she was.
He flaps his arms and cries like a dragon. You laugh.
FINN: Day one and the drama is here!
EDDIE: [MC], how are you feeling after that?
CHOICE
①. Whatever. I'm not rattled
②. I feel bad. I hate drama
③. I'm feeling good. No regrets
①.
MC: I’m not bothered.
MC: Kat's all bark, no bite.
MC: She can say what she wants. I’m not gonna let it bother me.
②.
MC: Ugh. I feel kinda bad.
FINN: Why? Kat was the one kicking off.
MC: Yeah, but I hate drama.
MC: I hope this blows over fast.
③.
MC: I’m great! I know I did nothing wrong.
MC: It’s not against the rules to flirt in the villa.
MC: So what if Alfie and I were flirting in front of everyone?
MC: Would she rather we did it behind her back?
FINN: You're a little drama-magnet, aren't you?
MC: Hey! Maybe I think it's healthy to be open and upfront.
MC: If someone has a problem with me, I want to know.
—
MC: Hey! Maybe I think it's healthy to be open and upfront.
MC: If someone has a problem with me, I want to know.
Finn chuckles.
FINN: No way Kat's gonna let this go.
FINN: I can hear the fireworks already.
He cups his ear and pretends to listen.
EDDIE: Don't stoke the flames, bro.
FINN: Talking of stoking flames…
{If don't remember date E02}
FINN: [MC], you said in the quiz you didn't remember that hot air balloon Suresh took you on.
FINN: Loved seeing you winding him up.
MC: Are you stirring the pot, Finn?
Finn holds up his hands, innocently. But he's smiling.
MC: I see you smiling, Finn.
FINN: A bit of drama keeps life interesting.
{If love adventure dates E02}
FINN: I think you get it, [MC]. You said in the quiz, you're into adventurous dates.
MC: Dates, yeah. Don't know if that always applies to life in general.
EDDIE: There's a difference between adventure and drama.
EDDIE: Gotta keep it chill, keep it calm.
{If prefer chilled dates E02}
EDDIE: [MC], you said in the quiz that you like chilled dates.
EDDIE: Chill is my goal in dates and life.
FINN: Eddie, I can't picture you having a barney.
EDDIE: That's because you've never seen me after losing a rugby match.
They laugh.
MC: Boys and sport.
You roll your eyes.
FINN: Don't hate on sport.
FINN: Sport is one of the ways we let out our feelings.
He and Finn tackle each other in a bear hug.
You laugh. Finn pulls you into the bear hug and the three of you roll on the day bed, laughing loudly.
This draws the watchful eyes of Suresh. You notice him hanging about by the pool, pretending to not be looking in your direction.
FINN: Hey, [MC]!
Your attention is drawn back to Finn and Eddie. Finn stands on the day bed, flexing in ridiculous poses.
Eddie bench-presses pillows. He pretends to strain under their ‘weight'.
EDDIE: This doing it for you, [MC]?
You laugh, entertained by the boys' shenanigans.
FINN: Fancy a private chat with one of us manly specimens?
{If get to know the boys E02}
MC: Finn, we had a private chat on the terrace earlier.
FINN: But there’s so much more Finn to get to know.
{If turn the guys down E02}
FINN: You turned down my offer of a private chat earlier.
FINN: Don’t tell me you’re gonna pie me off again?
FINN: I promise Eddie won't cry when you pick me.
Eddie playfully jabs Finn in the ribs.
EDDIE: As if she'd pick a cocky bro like you.
You laugh but it’s interrupted by Kat calling across the garden from the kitchen.
KAT: Finn? Can you help me move this chair? I need your muscles.
Kat shoots you a mischievous look as Finn stands up.
FINN: I must go where I’m needed.
FINN: Lucky break for you, Eddie boy.
Finn grins and swaggers off to the kitchen to help Kat. You and Eddie are left on the day beds.
EDDIE: The mosquitos are out. I’ve got this great lemongrass oil that you rub on your skin to keep them away.
EDDIE: Shall we go upstairs and get it? I can help you rub it in.
CHOICE
①. Yes, please!
②. Nah, I’m good as is
①.
MC: I’d love that, thanks.
MC: You can do my back for me.
EDDIE: My pleasure.
EDDIE: Lead the way.
②.
MC: I’m happy chilling here and I already put some oil on… But we can chat here.
EDDIE: Wouldn’t you rather get to know each other somewhere we can talk a little more freely?
EDDIE: Away from ol' Hungry Eyes?
He points at Suresh over at the pool. Suresh is still pretending - badly - not to be watching you.
EDDIE: We haven’t had a proper chance to get to know each other yet.
EDDIE: You sure you don’t want to move someplace more private?
CHOICE
❶. You’re right. Let’s go!
❷. Nah, let’s go to the swing seat instead
❶.
MC: To upstairs!
EDDIE: After you.
He gestures for you to lead the way towards the villa.
❷.
MC: I don’t want to go all the way upstairs, but let's move to the swing seat.
MC: We’ll be able to talk more openly there, but it won’t look like we’re sneaking off to do anything too naughty.
MC: Maybe there’s been enough drama already.
—
Just then, you see Suresh approach Alfie and take him off for a private chat. You wonder what Suresh is up to.
{if chat with Eddie privately}—————————————————
You and Eddie recline next to each other on one of the beds.
MC: How are you finding villa life?
EDDIE: This might be my fave bit so far.
He slowly rubs lemongrass oil on the top of your back.
MC: Of the villa or of my back?
EDDIE: Both.
EDDIE: Thanks for having this chat with me.
MC: Of course. I want to get to know you better.
EDDIE: I’m an open book. Read me!
MC: OK, then. Tell me, in relationships, are you a player or a stayer?
EDDIE: Stayer, a million percent. I was with my last girlfriend for 3 years.
MC: And you never cheated?
EDDIE: I've never, ever cheated! That's not who I am.
MC: A good guy, huh?
EDDIE: I try to be. I love animals. I'm close with my family.
MC: So you're saying you're a catch?
EDDIE: Hopefully you think I’m boyfriend material?
CHOICE
①. You’re a dreamboat
②. Not in my opinion
③. I'm not sure yet
①.
MC: Sounds like you're a dream guy.
EDDIE: Are you saying I'm YOUR dream guy?
MC: Maybe. Although it’s still early days.
EDDIE: True, but you’re seeming pretty dreamy yourself so far.
②.
MC: Maybe I look for something else in a boyfriend?
Eddie pretends to have been stabbed in the heart.
EDDIE: No! You're ruining me.
MC: You'll get over it.
③.
MC: I can't tell yet.
MC: Like you say, this is only our first proper chat.
EDDIE: You'll just have to get to know me more then, won't you?
—
EDDIE: Whatever I am, at least I'm not like Suresh.
MC: Meaning?
EDDIE: He's a cheater. And he walks around the villa all cocky. Not my vibe.
CHOICE
①. Hey, don't slag off Suresh
②. You’re right about Suresh!
③. Let's change the topic
①.
MC: You don't know Suresh well enough to talk bad about him.
EDDIE: I know I don't trust a cheater.
MC: People are complicated.
EDDIE: Treating people right seems pretty simple to me.
②.
MC: You're so right. Suresh is way too cocky.
MC: He always was.
EDDIE: I can't picture you with someone like him.
③.
MC: Ugh, let's not talk about Suresh.
MC: I can't seem to get away from him in this villa.
EDDIE: Sorry! We defo don't have to talk about him.
MC: Thanks!
—
EDDIE: Let’s talk about something much more fun: me and you.
MC: You think there’s a potential ‘me and you’?
EDDIE: I have a feeling there could be.
MC: Time to turn the tables. I want to hear what you think of the girls.
EDDIE: You're all stunning, obviously.
EDDIE: You've certainly caught my eye.
CHOICE
①. Flirt back
②. Play it cool
①.
MC: Oh really?
EDDIE: What do you think about that?
MC: I can't imagine nicer eyes to be caught in.
EDDIE: Back at you. I can feel myself melting every time you look at me.
②.
MC: Thought you were cool?
EDDIE: Things heated up when you walked in.
—
Both of your eyes move to the bottle of lemongrass oil.
CHOICE
①. Offer to rub oil into his back
②. Hold back for now
①.
MC: Want me to return the favour?
EDDIE: If you’re happy to, I’m not complaining.
You spray the oil onto his toned back and gently rub it into his shoulders, feeling his muscles tense and relax as you do.
EDDIE: That feels amazing.
You work your way down his smooth back a little, rubbing in circular motions. You notice how the smell of the oil combines with his own fragrance.
He turns and smiles at you, attraction and affection in his eyes.
②.
You return Eddie’s smile but leave it at that, for now.
MC: You're just saying that as I'm sat here.
EDDIE: I'm not. You really have caught my eye.
MC: Who says I want your eyes – or any of you – on me?
EDDIE: I think you might.
—
You can't help smiling. Another boy in this villa is after you.
MC: How are you feeling about Dana? I thought I picked up a vibe between you two.
EDDIE: Maybe I was just trying to make you jealous?
MC: That wouldn’t be very nice of you.
MC: I thought you were Mr Nice Guy?
EDDIE: I am! I was just joking.
EDDIE: Luckily, what I lack in jokes, I make up for in honesty.
He gives you a beaming smile with his perfect teeth and gorgeous, sparkling eyes.
{if chat with Eddie on swing}—————————————————
You and Eddie sit on the swing. The other Islanders are in view but out of earshot.
Eddie plucks a flower from a vine on the wall and sticks it behind your ear.
MC: You're loving this, aren't you?
EDDIE: Being here with you? Yes.
MC: I meant being in the villa. You look like you're in your element.
EDDIE: I'm loving villa life. Beautiful place, beautiful girls, not much competition to speak of.
MC: Oh really? So what’s your read on the other boys?
EDDIE: Finn? He's a hunk, but he knows it. Head’s too big.
EDDIE: Alfie's fun… as a mate. He's got bants for days.
EDDIE: And Suresh? He's got a cool spy vibe going. But that's also his problem: too slick, too slippery.
MC: Sounds like you've got everyone figured out.
EDDIE: What? You don't agree?
CHOICE
①. I agree, a million percent
②. You're talking out of your arse
③. A girl never reveals her secrets
④. I guess I agree with some of that
①.
MC: I totally agree.
MC: You might come across as cocky, but you're not wrong about the boys.
EDDIE: Ya see?
He winks.
②.
MC: I think you're way off about the boys.
MC: You're selling them short. There's more to each of them than you think.
EDDIE: Oh really? Interesting.
③.
MC: Wouldn't you like to know?
MC: I'm not letting you in on what I think about the other boys.
EDDIE: Go on. I won't tell them.
MC: My lips are sealed.
④.
MC: I think you’re spot on about some of those things. But off the mark on some stuff too.
EDDIE: Enlighten me, please.
MC: I think I’ll let you figure it out for yourself.
—
MC: Time to turn the tables. I want to hear what you think of the girls.
EDDIE: You're all stunning, obviously.
EDDIE: You've certainly caught my eye.
CHOICE
①. Flirt back
②. Play it cool
①.
MC: Oh really?
EDDIE: What do you think about that?
MC: I can't imagine nicer eyes to be caught in.
②.
MC: You're just saying that because I'm sat here.
EDDIE: I'm not. You really have caught my eye.
MC: Who says I want your eyes – or any of you – on me?
EDDIE: I think you do.
—
EDDIE: You’re giving me a lot to think about, [MC].
MC: Like what?
EDDIE: Let’s just say it involves eggs and baskets. And where to put them.
Eddie gives you a playful wink and a chuckle. You can't help smiling. Another boy in the villa is competing for you.
——————————————————————————————
You enter the kitchen to grab a drink. And who's there? Suresh.
MC: Hi.
SURESH: Surprised to see you taking a break from riling me up.
MC: I've barely spoken to you tonight.
SURESH: Exactly. You've been flirting and chatting with all the boys in front of me.
MC: That's what people do in the villa.
SURESH: Except you're doing it to put me off.
SURESH: You're hoping I'll give up on you and move on to another girl.
MC: That's a big assumption.
SURESH: I know your games, babe.
CHOICE
①. I’m not playing games
②. My games are too good for you to spot
③. You don’t know who I am now
①.
MC: How dare you tell me I’m playing games?
MC: If anyone’s playing games, it’s you.
SURESH: That doesn’t sound like me.
②.
MC: Suresh, if I were playing games, you’d never even know.
MC: I’m on another whole level than you.
MC: I could play games around you all day long if I wanted to, and you’d never be the wiser.
SURESH: Now that’d be interesting.
③.
MC: Whoever you thought I was then isn’t who I am now. I’ve changed since our break-up.
SURESH: People don’t change. Not really.
MC: Well, then, I guess you’ll have to wait and see.
—
SURESH: Games or no games, my head won't be turned, no matter who walks through that door.
SURESH: I'm going to win you back.
{If could want Suresh back E02}
SURESH: I know you said I need to convince you, and I will.
{If don't want Suresh back E02}
SURESH: I know you said you don't want me back, but I'll change your mind.
{If not sure E02}
SURESH: I know you're not sure, but you will be.
SURESH: I’ve changed a lot since you last saw me… I’ll show you.
SURESH: I admit it: In the past, I didn’t treat you as well as you deserved.
SURESH: And I'm not claiming to have turned into an angel now….
SURESH: After all, angels are boring…
SURESH: But I am done cheating.
CHOICE
①. Maybe you’ve learned your lesson
②. I don't buy it, Suresh
①.
MC: I might believe you.
SURESH: Do you?
MC: I’m saying it’s possible you mean it when you say you're not a cheater anymore.
MC: Whether you can follow through is something else.
②.
MC: You can save your breath, ‘cos I'm not buying it.
SURESH: I'm serious.
MC: You can talk the talk, but so far, your actions don’t match what you’re saying.
—
SURESH: Don’t worry; I'll show you I'm serious.
SURESH: I'll give you some space to get your head sorted. That’s what a good guy would do, right?
MC: Are you saying you’re a good guy now?
Suresh gives you a mysterious smile as he hovers closer to you…
SURESH: Fair. I'll never be good, but that's what turns you on about me.
CHOICE
①. Don’t tell me what I think!
②. I like nice guys
③. Maybe it does
①.
MC: Don’t assume you know my mind! Ugh, that’s so typical of you!
MC: You haven’t changed at all.
You turn to leave.
SURESH: Wait!
SURESH: Hear me out.
②.
MC: What turns me on is a nice boy.
MC: ‘Good’ is what I’m into.
MC: Not that you’d understand that.
SURESH: Actually, I do. I get it now.
③.
MC: Maybe I like the bad boy thing…
MC: Maybe I just don’t like it on YOU anymore?
MC: Or maybe I like a bad boy who’s actually a good guy deep down.
SURESH: Maybe that’s who I am now.
—
SURESH: I’m different now.
SURESH: Back then, I’d do anything – say anything – to get in your bed.
MC: Now you’ve gotten back into my bed ‘cos we’re a couple. No change there.
SURESH: That’s where you’re wrong.
SURESH: I’m stepping back and giving you the bed.
MC: What?
SURESH: I’ll sleep on the day beds tonight.
MC: Why would you do that?
SURESH: Got to give you a chance to miss me.
SURESH: But seriously. I’ll give you all the space you need. I’m ready to play the long game.
SURESH: Sweet dreams.
He swaggers away with a sexy smirk.
You watch him as he walks out into the garden, sipping gently on his drink.
——————————————————————————————
You and the other girls are in the dressing room, removing the day's make-up. Obvious tension in the air between you and Kat.
MC: Intense day, huh?
KAT: That's one word for it.
DANA: Today was bonkers-tonkers! But I'm having a blast.
DANA: I'm obsessed with those little birdies that keep drinking from the pool!
DANA: Worst case scenario and I don't find love in here? At least I'll have seen some sick wildlife.
DANA: I'll be the girl who leaves the villa with a nightingale!
The mood lightens in the room.
DANA: Girls, what'd you say to a 'no cracking on' pact?
KAT: Babe, cracking on is the whole reason I'm here.
DANA: Just for tonight, I mean.
Kat raises an eyebrow.
DANA: As a way to keep the drama at bay on the first night. Ya know?
KAT: OK, then. I'm all about girl-code.
She shoots you a look.
DANA: You down, [MC]?
CHOICE
①. Yes girl-code! I'm down with the pact
②. Nah, I reserve my right to crack on!
①.
MC: Absolutely.
MC: I'm so down with this pact. Great idea!
MC: The Suresh situation has caused enough drama for one day.
KAT: Let's not forget the Alfie situ, too.
DANA: Yay! Pact!
②.
MC: No cracking on sounds like no fun.
MC: I'm all for girl-code, but this is Love Island, not friend island.
DANA: I just thought maybe after the whole Suresh situ this afternoon, we'd want a drama-free night?
MC: Sometimes you need to step on toes to find love.
MC: Sorry, girls. I vote no on the pact.
DANA: Fair; you do you, girl. But Kat and I are committed to the pact.
DANA: Right, Kat?
—
KAT: 'No cracking on' doesn't mean no looking.
She smiles mischievously.
KAT: Sharing a bedroom full of hot guys is my kind of paradise.
You and Dana exchange a nervous glance. Kat catches you.
KAT: Don't get moody, babes.
KAT: The pact ain't stopping me from being the hottest girl in the bedroom.
KAT: I've got a banging outfit for tonight.
DANA: Me too. The pact doesn’t mean I’m not going all out to make an impression on the first night.
DANA: Gonna make sure I’m looking and feeling lush!
KAT: Talking a strong game, Dana. Wonder whether {0} will go big or go home?
DANA: I’ve got an idea. Try on this gorgeous bedroom outfit, {0}.
KAT: That's a saucy little outfit.
KAT: Guess you're trying to compete with me.
DANA: Woooooooooo, girl! You look hot!
DANA: I can't get enough.
DANA: So, are you gonna go with that or something else?
CHOICE
①. Yes, I’m wearing this!
②. I’m going to see what else I’ve got
③. Maybe I’ll stick with what I was wearing
① & ②.
You pose confidently in front of the mirror.
MC: I love it.
DANA: You are looking absolutely fire!
KAT: Yep, even I can’t argue with that!
③.
MC: I can just change back…
MC: Is it too blah?
DANA: OK, real talk.
DANA: You know I think you’re hot as heck, but
DANA: You’re selling yourself short in that.
DANA: Plus, the boys might not get your whole… uhrmmm… effortless chic thing.
KAT: Your whole grandma thing, more like.
You study yourself in the mirror. Maybe you do look a little basic.
DANA: If you're not feeling those PJs, change into something else.
CHOICE
❶. You’ve swayed me. I’m going for this fancy outfit!
❷. I’m going to see what else I’ve got
❸. I’m sticking with my original look
❶ & ❷.
DANA: So, you’ve settled on the saucy outfit anyway. Can’t blame you.
KAT: Yeah, you look stunning. I’m not sure I’d have been able to pick anything else.
❸.
MC: I look nice in this.
DANA: You do you, [MC].
KAT: Sometimes it helps to be a little bit more than nice though, babe.
MC: Actually, I do look absolutely stunning in this!
DANA: You sure do.
KAT: I’ve got to give it to you. You look pretty good. Almost as good as me.
DANA: No need to be sour, Kat.
DANA: You look great in that outfit!
KAT: Yeah, it’s a good choice too, you look hot as.
DANA: So, you’re sticking with the basics. Fair enough.
KAT: Well, I guess you’ll be comfortable at least.
Kat and Dana strut out of the dressing room.
You check yourself out in the mirror for a moment before heading towards the bedroom.
As you're stepping out of the dressing room, Alfie catches you.
ALFIE: Can we have a quick chat?
MC: Sure. What's up?
ALFIE: I've been feeling low-key awks about the Kat drama earlier.
MC: Not your fault. Kat is…
ALFIE: She's fiery.
You chuckle.
MC: She’s not shy, that’s for sure.
ALFIE: She knows her mind and doesn't take any crap. I like that.
MC: Oh. Ok.
ALFIE: It's all good.
ALFIE: Listen, I wanted to say I hope that the drama with Kat hasn't jeopardised our friendship.
MC: So we're just friends?
ALFIE: Of course not 'just friends'.
{If kissed Alfie E02}
ALFIE: Who could forget our near-kiss earlier?
MC: Not me. The sparks were flying.
ALFIE: I think I got an electric shock.
{If smiled at Alfie E02}
ALFIE: How could I forget that steamy smile you gave me at the bean bags?
MC: Glad you didn’t forget about it.
ALFIE: A man could never forget getting lost in your beautiful eyes.
{If hugged Alfie E02}
ALFIE: I haven’t forgotten that loooooong hug we had on the bean bags.
MC: Glad I left an impression on you.
{If kissed Alfie's neck while hugging E02}
ALFIE: And don’t think that sexy little neck kiss escaped my notice either.
ALFIE: There's definitely chemistry. Chemistry that could maybe synthesise –
ALFIE: Synthesise? That’s a chemistry word, right? I’m counting it as a pun.
ALFIE: Anyway, we’ve got chemistry that could develop into a romantic connection. I think.
MC: You think? You don't sound too sure.
Alfie shrugs.
ALFIE: Early days, innit? But obviously I'll be sharing a bed with Kat tonight.
ALFIE: But nothing is set in stone yet, ya know?
ALFIE: It's only the first day and I'm not putting all my eggs in any one basket yet.
ALFIE: People in here are still just starting to show their true colours. Like your ex…
MC: I saw he pulled you for a chat earlier.
ALFIE: I like to chat to everyone. See who's who. Social butterfly, innit?
MC: Sure. But it looked like a kinda deep conversation you had with Suresh.
ALFIE: We had a solid chat, yeah.
CHOICE
①. Any goss?
②. Don't trust him
③. I don’t want to pry
①.
MC: Come on, spill the tea
ALFIE: It was just a casual chat.
MC: Why are you so interested in talking to Suresh all of a sudden?
ALFIE: Why is it a problem if I am?
MC: It could be if you're digging for dirt on me.
ALFIE: Whoa, who said anything about digging for dirt?
MC: So you’re saying I didn’t come up?
ALFIE: Well…
②.
MC: You know you can't believe everything Suresh says, right?
ALFIE: Why not?
MC: He's a cheater. Cheaters can't be trusted. Take it from me.
ALFIE: Don't worry. I took anything he said about you with a pinch of salt.
③.
MC: It’s none of my business what you talked about.
MC: I’m not assuming you guys talked about me.
—
ALFIE: We talked about a bunch of stuff. It wasn’t just about you.
MC: So you and Suresh DID talk about me!
Alfie hesitates.
ALFIE: Yeah, Suresh told me some stuff. Why?
CHOICE
①. None of my business
②. Is Suresh turning you against me?
③. I care about your opinion, not Suresh’s
①.
MC: Whatever. You boys are entitled to your private chats.
MC: It’s not my place to constantly censor people’s opinions of me.
ALFIE: I still think you're a top girl. You've got the bants, the looks, the personality.
ALFIE: But there's still loads we don't know about each other yet.
②.
MC: He better not be feeding you lies about me.
ALFIE: You don't know what he said about you.
MC: I know there are two sides to every story. Suresh could be biased when it comes to our past.
MC: He has no right to try to sabotage whatever connections I might be building here in the villa…
③.
MC: I’m not bothered by what Suresh thinks about me. I care what you think about me.
MC: Suresh is going to say what he feels. But remember he’s my ex.
MC: My past is my past. Anything you've heard, I hope it hasn't ruined any potential here and now.
ALFIE: Don't worry. I form my own opinions on people.
—
ALFIE: You and me, we've got a connection, for sure.
{If wearing gem outfit}
ALFIE: And you’re looking incredible in that outfit, my days.
ALFIE: But like I said, It's early days.
ALFIE: Who knows what will happen?
{If chose Alfie E01}
ALFIE: Sure, you originally chose to couple with me, but things change fast in here.
{If chose Eddie E01}
ALFIE: Sure, you originally chose to couple with Eddie, but things change fast in here.
{If chose Suresh E01}
ALFIE: Sure, you originally chose to couple with Suresh, but things change fast in here.
ALFIE: A day is like a week in the villa.
ALFIE: We're still all figuring each other out. Don’t you think?
CHOICE
①. Absolutely! Same page
②. I’m neutral
③. I’ve figured out I’m into you
①.
MC: Definitely agree! We’re still the getting-to-know-everyone phase.
MC: In the meantime, it’s good we keep things light and easy.
MC: After all, tomorrow’s a new day.
②.
MC: I want everyone to be open-minded and not write people off too fast.
MC: Do you and I have a clean slate moving forward?
ALFIE: I hope so!
③.
MC: I already know I’m into you.
MC: I know what I like.
MC: If you’re not completely sold on me yet, I’ll just have to get grafting tomorrow, won’t I?
ALFIE: I look forward to it.
—
ALFIE: Excited to see what’s in store for us in the morning!
——————————————————————————————
You enter the iconic villa bedroom and cosy up in bed, alone. Suresh is outside on the day beds, ‘giving you space’.
You look around the room at the other couples snuggled up in bed together: Kat and Alfie, Dana and Eddie.
Finn stops by the foot of your bed.
FINN: You alright in that big bed all by yourself?
CHOICE
①. Heck yes! Extra space!
②. My mind is racing. I can’t relax
③. Actually, it's kinda lonely without a hot boy in here
①.
MC: I'm loving all this room.
You stretch out, luxuriantly.
FINN: Bet you wish I was taking up some of that room.
MC: Sounds like that’s YOUR wish, Finn…
MC: I'm enjoying having the bed to myself.
②.
MC: Ugh, no. I just can't turn off my brain and get comfy.
FINN: Would be a lot comfier with me in there with you.
MC: If you’re trying to help, thanks…
MC: But I just can't relax.
MC: My brain is whirling.
Finn perches on the edge of the bed.
FINN: Worried about the Alfie/Suresh situation?
MC: I'm not sure where I stand with either of them.
FINN: Try to sleep. Save sorting it for the morning.
③.
MC: All I’m missing is a sexy boy beside me.
FINN: Sounds like you need some company.
MC: Who says I was talking about you?
FINN: Of course you were. I'm VERY good company.
MC: I'm sure you are…
MC: But we're not a couple.
FINN: Yet.
He winks.
—
Finn wanders off toward his own bed, but continues chatting away to the whole room.
FINN: Don't worry, ladies. I won't be going to bed on my lonesome after tomorrow.
CHOICE
①. I'd love to get in his bed
②. I wish he’d cut the cockiness and let us sleep
①.
You lean across to the neighbouring bed and whisper to Dana.
MC: Imagine what it'd be like to curl up next to Finn?
MC: His shredded, tatted arms spooning you?
You shiver with excitement. Dana giggles.
DANA: That could be you in 24 hours, if he chooses you to couple up with tomorrow.
②.
You lean across to the neighbouring bed and whisper to Dana.
MC: I could use a break from Finn's constant cockiness.
MC: Ugh, I’m trying to sleep.
DANA: Like, we get it, Finn. You're hot and single.
MC: My brain is fried from all the drama today. I just want to sleep and wake up clear-headed tomorrow.
The bedroom lights go out and you settle in for sleep. But some rustling and whispering makes you open your eyes.
You look to your side and you can just make out Alfie and Kat in the next bed. A few tell-tale giggles suggest something more than just snuggling is going on.
KAT: Oh, Alfie.
ALFIE: You’re naughty.
You roll over. In the bed on your other side, you see the shadows of Dana and Eddie. They're spooning!
But Eddie soon nods off. A full day of flexing his pecs must have left him exhausted. He starts snoring, loud enough to drive Dana to the very edge of their bed.
You're distracted by more giggles rising from Kat and Alfie's bed.
Alfie and Kat are completely under the duvet. You see Kat's outstretched arm drop a piece of her nightwear to the floor. You can't be sure exactly what's happening, but it certainly seems like she's abandoned the no-cracking-on code.
CHOICE
①. Hide your head under a pillow
②. Get Dana's attention
③. Cough loudly
①.
You shove your head under your pillow. You don't want to see or hear any more.
②.
You roll over onto your other side. Psstt! You softly get Dana's attention.
When she blinks open an eye, you lean over and whisper.
MC: Are you seeing this?!
You nod toward Alfie and Kat's bed.
Dana sits up, looks over, and whispers back to you.
DANA: Is she breaking the pact already?!
You shrug.
Dana throws a balled-up pair of socks at Alfie and Kat's bed. You giggle.
Dana hisses at Alfie and Kat's duvet.
DANA: Oi! What happened to the pact, Kat?
Kat pops her head over the duvet, shoots you a grin, and then disappears back under it. Dana turns to you.
DANA: We're definitely grilling her about this tomorrow!
③.
You cough, loudly and on purpose. Alfie and Kat's giggles stop for a second.
But as soon as you shut your eyes, the giggles start back up again. You sigh and bury your head in your pillow.
—
Dana sneaks over to your bed and whispers.
DANA: I have to tell you! I can't sleep on it.
MC: What?
DANA: Earlier, Alfie told me that Suresh was hinting that your flirty behaviour with Alfie was just games.
DANA: Just a way to make Suresh jealous.
Before you can react to this revelation, Suresh walks into the room to get some insect repellent. You and Dana instantly stop talking.
Suresh looks over at you. There's a moment of tension. You hold your breath.
Suresh gives you a smile.
SURESH: I know I said I’d give you space, but good guys say good-night, right?
SURESH: Sleep tight. See you in your dreams.
He winks and leaves for the day beds.
DANA: Seems Suresh wants to play some games after all.
DANA: Question is: What are you going to do about it, [MC]?
NARRATOR: Kat and Alfie have already had more under the sheets action than I’ve had all year.
NARRATOR: Just kidding. I went dressed as a ghost to a fancy dress party. It counts.
NARRATOR: But will Kat and Alfie’s coupling come to a premature Finn-ish tomorrow night?
NARRATOR: Or will our crafty bombshell couple up with [MC] instead?
NARRATOR: Find out next time on Love Island.
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